... and naturally it happens on a day when I'm still at home, working in my pajamas. I haven't even combed my hair. (That's a joke. And true.) I'm about to leave the house and pick up some groceries, then come back and finish cleaning my room, prepping my Sunday School lesson, and polishing the CV and seasonal-job cover letters.
In the middle of this, all that is mundane, the mail arrived. (Like it sometimes does.) There was a letter from the Central School of Speech & Drama. (It honestly seems like yesterday, and like forever ago, that I was starting to wander around London and trying to figure out what 'devised theatre' was.)
I HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN AWARDED A MASTERS' DEGREE.
I have an MA from the Central School of Speech & Drama (and I'm a little bit torn about including that on the CV that is supposed to get me a minimum-wage Christmas job).
That huge student loan and that year of stress and angst really counted. It will mean something to the rest of my life beyond 'good experience'. I moved to the UK, and when I go back to the States I will have a piece of paper that proves I did something with my time there.
It's a relief, and a release, and a really nice motivation to make this year at the University of Kent be EVEN BETTER.
4 comments:
Very cool.
Congrats! That is wonderful!
Congratulations! What wonderful adventures you are having and what a great achievement the master's degree is! Now, on to the important stuff--will we see you during the holidays at all?
Congrats! So you are moving on to a PHD huh? You inspire and amaze me!
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